Bah, happenings continue to happen, and my last post just sits there being dangerously near to emo. Silly angst... er, or something.

So, the Shady Dealer is finally a goddamn Recognized Student Organization (almost). After agreat deal of being reasonable with the committee and answering their questions (yes, the names "Brian McEnergy" and "Rufus Nerdlinger" are made up), we're through. And we only have to deal with a little bit of censorship. We have to send all our articles through our advisor, Ted Cohen. Fortunately, Prof. Cohen's life's work is on jokes and the ethics of humor. And he's enjoyed every issue so far. So he's cool like that.

And... Zach and I celebrated this by doing shots of apple vodka. Blech.

Anyway, further events ensued, but I'm to bed with me.